Special thanks to my editor Aliana Roscoe for all her help.
My girlfriend, Jasmine and I, have been together for a year. Jasmine isn't like other girls; she is wild and loves it when I dominate her. She is a bit of an exhibitionist. Why wouldn't she be at five foot three inches? She has long jet black hair, blue eyes, a firm body with D-cup breasts and a perfect, tight, bubble butt. She was the object of many people's fantasies and she is all mine.
I am hot myself, apparently. Being five foot two inches with long blonde hair, blue eyes, slim physique, C-cup breasts and a tight butt does that I guess. We are both tanned, me from regular surfing and her from her Italian heritage. Most women for their anniversary would love to be treated to a romantic dinner then taken home for some sweet love making. That is fine for most women but my Jazzy was getting a real treat tonight.
I told Jazzy I was taking her out for dinner to the new exclusive restaurant that had just opened and told her to dress up. She didn't disappoint. She looked amazing in a pink spaghetti strap dress that caressed her body to below her breast, then the material flowed and swished around her body to just above her knees. Her long black hair glistened in the light and her eyes shined with excitement. I decided to go with a short black dress that finished about mid-thigh that hugged and caressed my body like a second skin; I wore no underwear. Jazzy looked me over approvingly though I was sure she couldn't tell I wasn't wearing underwear. She pulled me close and kissed me hard as her hands beginning to explore my body. I pulled away before she noticed I had no underwear on, "Baby we are going to be late,"
I smiled, took her hand, and led her outside our house to the black limousine that was waiting. I had hired it for the night. The driver held the door for us and was practically drooling as we walked to the car and got in. We arrive at the restaurant and I told the driver I would call when we needed to be picked up. We walked into the restaurant, attracting a fair deal of attention as we walked past. The hostess greeted us at the door and showed us to our table before she brought us some wine and took our order. We sipped our wine as we waited for our meal. I took her hand under the table, putting it on the inside of my stocking clad knee. She smiled and watched me as I slid her hand over my silk stockings, up the inside of my thigh. She bit her bottom lip a little as I slid her hand still higher over the top of my stocking across the last little bit of naked thigh to rest against my very smooth, very naked pussy. She moaned, barely audible to me let alone anyone else, sucked in some air and said,
"Mmmmmmm, Jamie you are not wearing any panties. Are you trying to torture me?" I smiled and giggled knowing what a tease this was for her. I pushed one of her fingers between my pussy lips and let her feel how wet I was for her before taking her hand away and putting it on the table. She giggled and leaned forward, biting my ear lobe and breathing her hot, wet, warm breath into my ear,
"Mmmmmmmmmmm, my naughty Jamie is a tease. Someone is going to be punished later." I just smiled and lifted the hand that was just on my pussy to my mouth and kissed her palm. My tongue darted out and licked the wet finger.
Just then our meal arrived. We barely taste the food, too engrossed in our teasing of each other. I had kicked off my black high heels and my silk stocking clad foot had slid up her thigh. My foot was then wiggling against her silk enclosed pussy. This continued all through dinner and dessert. I immediately asked for the cheque and handed my credit card over. When the bill was settled I was on my feet, leading Jazzy out the door.
We walked hand in hand down the street, stopping occasionally to make out and feel each other up a little. We came to a building all locked up and I led us around the back to a door leading to a basement. We went down into the basement which looked like a dungeon but was full of women. I took her hand, led her through the crowd to another door which led to a back room. We entered the room and I locked the door behind us. She looked around the room and I saw the surprise on her face when she noticed we were in a stage area and some of our toys were spread out on a table on the stage. I smiled at her and kissed her. She noticed the glass wall between us and the crowd and turned to me,
"Baby what have you got planned?" I smiled in reply and took her hand to lead her on stage. I kissed and bit her neck, mouth, and ears. While I was standing behind her I slid down the zipper of her dress and caressed it right off her body. I slowly removed her bra, cupping her breast with my hands in place of the bra. I squeezed her nipples before hooking my thumbs into her panties. My palms were against her thighs as I slid them down her legs in front of the suddenly silent crowd. I quickly removed my dress and we were then both standing naked on the stage in front of the crowd, all eyes on us. Jazzy got a little nervous as a spotlight was switched on and directed our way. So I kiss her neck, her mouth, and her ears and whispered,
